Emilio at a small pier that was a few miles away from the family house. He had found it when he was a child and hadn't told many about it's location, prefering to have this place near the bayou as his alone time area. Well, alone time that's mostly interrupted by spirits who constantly ask if he brought any snacks.
One of those said spirits were bothering him now, a teen that looked just a bit younger than him was standing in front of Emilio. She was a dark skinned woman with her hand on her hip. "Emilio, I swear if you keep ignoring me I will find a way to make sure no one ever talks to you again!" She exclaimed, sick of Emilio blatantly focusing on everything but her. The mentioned man finally looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Camilia I was fucking doing something. I can't talk to you in the middle of praying."
Camilia threw her hands up in the air, rolling her eyes. "You'll be here all night, why can't you pray later?"
Emilio pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering something that was most likely a collection of swears in French. "I can't actually stay tonight, la famille wants me to do something tonight. So, as much as I would love to stay here with everyone or find some new bones, I need to go. I only came out here now to avoid Fio's nagging about looking presentable or whatever. I can look like a grave robber if I want to! Hell, I am!"
Now it was time for Camilia to roll her eyes, she's heard Emilio complain about not being able to wear what he wants during family shit. "But… It's Mardi Gras, you always stay for the nights…" Camilia muttered, making a noise of protest as the young man stood up and brushed off his pants. "Sorry love, it wasn't up for me this time. I don't want the entire family to know about this place and if I stayed, someone would deffinitly come and find me."
